I moved around his desk, preparing to leave, but I caught sight of something white inside a partially open drawer. Curiosity getting the better of me, I pulled the drawer open. My hand dipped inside and drew out the white cotton thong.
My nose crinkled. This guy was messed up. He was keeping women’s panties in his office drawer. Then my nose twitched. I brought the material closer to my nose and inhaled.
My teeth gnashed together so hard that my fangs cut the inside of my lips.
The scent was faint but unmistakable. These were Jack’s. Why did he have Jack’s panties if he wasn’t sleeping with her? Tate said they had dated before. Maybe it was a souvenir of their time together?
Either way, the thought of him having a piece of her only drove my need to see him bleed out.
I shoved the panties back into the drawer, slamming it closed before letting my shadows take me back out of the office and into the hallway. A couple of students jumped back at my sudden appearance, but besides a few dirty looks, they didn’t say anything.
If the hunter wasn’t in the office, then he must be at lunch or in his apartment. My feet made the decision for me, moving me down the hallway toward the cafeteria. Everyone stepped out of my way as I came, no doubt feeling the need for violence rippling off me.
Before I could get to the cafeteria, a familiar sweet scent hit my nose, and my feet detoured on their own. I rounded a corner and found myself face-to-face with Jack coming toward me. Her eyes were down on her phone, her nose wrinkled up as she chewed on her bottom lip, not paying any mind to where she was going until she was about two feet away.
She jerked to a stop, eyes lifting to mine. Her mouth dropped open.
“Kyren,” she stuttered out, her eyes darting around the hallway. “You’re back.”
Not responding to her statement, I stepped forward and wrapped my hand around her throat. I pressed her up against the stone wall.
Her eyes widened, but she didn’t stop me. I didn’t know if I should laugh or be mad that she still trusted me not to hurt her.
“What are you doing?” She licked her lips, her voice low.
I placed my other hand on the wall beside her head, leaning into her. “Just came to remind you,la mia, who you belong to.”
“Oh, really.” Jack arched a brow, her surprise morphing into sass. “And who would that be?”
“You’re ours,” I growled, dropping my mouth next to her ear. “And if I find out that hunter touched you, I’ll kill him. Slowly. Same as the others. But this time, you’ll watch.”
She gasped, staring up at me. “So it was you.”
I stepped back and released her throat, a smug smile on my lips. “Don’t forget,la mia.You’re mine. Mine to fuck. Mine to bleed. Mine to kill.”
Pleasure rippled through me as I watched her hands tighten into fists, anger crossing her features at my words.
“All you are to me right now is a shadow on the wall. So do what you do best and disappear.”
I let my eyes linger on her for a heartbeat before letting my shadows wrap around me. Her aggravated growl followed me, like a sweet symphony in my ears.
When I reappeared back at my apartment, Tate was there waiting. He saw the look on my face and sighed.
“Damn it, Kyren. What did you do now?”
Chapter 16
Jack
The words on the page of my book began to blur. I rubbed at my eyes, forcing myself to focus on the book in front of me.
I might be undercover at the academy, but that didn’t mean I didn’t still take pride in my schoolwork. My parents would never let me live it down if I failed basic courses I knew frontwards and backwards from a young age.
The library was relatively empty. Most folks had already went to bed for the day. After dealing with everything that happened earlier today, I found myself wired and unable to sleep. I tossed and turned until I finally gave up and ended up at the library.
I had been racking my brain over what Kyren had said to me. Sure, he hadn’t come right out and said it, but it was clear he’d been implying that he’d hurt, if not killed, those two idiots from the bar.
I wasn’t quite sure how I felt about that.
